I took a stroll around the yard. The pre-spring stroll, looking at winter's waste and ravage, and seeking little signs of spring. Here is what I found-
I bought this little birdhouse at the end of summer last year at a yard sale. No one has moved in yet, but this is the prime time for birdies looking for a new home. If I could boil cinnamon inside, an old realtor's trick, I would, to entice any mama bird to move in!
The ole planter is shooting up one daffodil. I think it's a daffodil...
Boo! Three crows on the lookout for whatever it is crows look out for.
The lilies look so cute. Wait! What's that spot of yellow?
Let's get a bit of a closer look--
An interloper! Is that a daffodil which has crept in among the lilies?
The sunlight was streaming through the thick magnolia leaves.
There was a moon in the blue
Don't take anything for granite! Har har har. Actually, the granite picnic table and benches have sunk a bit lower into the ground and the crack in one of the benches has grown a bit larger. But I still love the table.